[Are there any other kind of plans to be had in a teenage boy's bedroom? (Besides homework. That is less fun.)
Billy groans noisily into the kiss, clinging urgently to Teddy for a moment before his hands slide upwards from the belt, sneaking beneath the material of his shirt to brush over Teddy's stomach and then, moving upwards, his abs. He leans forward, trying to push Teddy slowly down to the bed, though he doesn't mind if they take their time with it. He's sure as hell enjoying this.]
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Billy groans noisily into the kiss, clinging urgently to Teddy for a moment before his hands slide upwards from the belt, sneaking beneath the material of his shirt to brush over Teddy's stomach and then, moving upwards, his abs. He leans forward, trying to push Teddy slowly down to the bed, though he doesn't mind if they take their time with it. He's sure as hell enjoying this.]